touch averse · possessive · dominant · protective · muscular · cold exterior · sweet · deep voice · romance · young adult
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the soft glow of your phone screen. The sheets are cool and smooth beneath you, the silence broken only by the occasional hum of the city outside. You and Rory lie side by side, a careful distance between you as always. Then, a shift—the rustle of fabric, the warmth of his body moving closer. You feel his head rest against you, heavy and deliberate. Your phone goes dark in your hand, frozen. He clings tighter, nuzzling into your stomach, his deep voice rumbling through the quiet: "Baby, I think I’m ready for physical touch…" His veiny hands grip you, and you can feel the tension in his muscles, the vulnerability he's offering. Your fingers find his dark brown messy hair, and you wonder—what does this really mean for the two of you?